Great time travel

Chapter 63, The Total Collapse of the Middle Ages (Continued)

PS: The plot of this big chapter is really difficult to separate, so I postponed it until now when I finished writing it.

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"...Crack~crack~crack~~"

"...Oh~~ Master Dean's beak is so thick~~~ Well, it's so cool! The bottom is about to crack—"

"...Crack~crack~crack~~"

"...Really? Compared to that 16-year-old boy from the Yorkshire countryside, am I stronger or is he stronger?"

"...Of course, Dean, your stuff is even better. How can that kind of young virgin compare to yours... oh--I'm about to squirt! It's so hot..."

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In the accompaniment of "Papapa~~~", the suppressed groans of a certain Ravenclaw female student echoed beside the fireplace in the banquet hall.I saw her on all fours like a puppy, with her robe lifted to the top of her head, her tongue sticking out and her buttocks up, enduring wave after wave of swings from behind by the head of Slytherin, Boccaccio... She was obviously so happy that her whole body went limp, showing bouts of indescribable forgetfulness from time to time.

As for the other two British or French female students of Ravenclaw College, they could no longer bear the bravery of Mrs. Slytherin, and could only lie powerlessly against the wall, panting slightly, and their faces were full of satisfaction. Smiles and blushes... But after a short break, they continued to lean forward again, licking the skin of their female partner and Boccaccio intoxicated, and even offered long and passionate French kisses for this hand-to-hand fight between men and women. Cheer up.

"...Crack~crack~crack~~"

According to the rich experience of being in the bed for many years, Boccaccio skillfully slowed down the speed of the waist twisting, from high-speed reciprocating motion to slow friction, bit by bit to let the people under him relax, Panting, and suddenly speeding up in the next moment!The fierce impact again and again, let the thick and hot stick kiss the tender and juicy flower buds again and again.This Ravenclaw female student, who was only one step away from the summit, finally couldn't hold on any longer.I saw her trembling violently, the muscles all over her body tensed instantly in the convulsions, every pore was breathing unrestrained lazy air; the skin that was already flushed became more vivid and tender amidst the screams. Delicate, just as charming as her delicate collarbone and plump breasts.

"...Ah———Awesome...Ah——"

The female Ravenclaw student finally lost out in a brief absence like her companions, and fell limply on the ground.And the head of Slytherin, Boccaccio, who also consumed a lot of energy, panted and pulled out the small gun barrel dripping with a little white slurry, letting the thick mucus mixed with honey juice from the soft and moist It flows out of the deep hole of the Ravenclaw student, and one hand is still not enough to reach into the messy robe of the female Ravenclaw student, lingering between the white and rosy skin, and at the same time praising the dead: "... Baby, you are so beautiful..."

Hehe, although it has been a long time since the days of hanging out in Naples, but this young master seems to be as strong as before!
Looking at the three women beside him who were crushed by him in one go, Boccaccio, who claims to be a dragon and a tiger, thought so complacently. At the same time, he didn't forget to play with their naturally charming tender flesh, Those soft and elastic parts can be squeezed into various wonderful shapes... Well, next, do you want to have sex with them while it's hot?Or looking for the next fresh prey for a change?Or drink a few sips of wine and beer mixed with aphrodisiac spices to replenish the water consumed by sex?Dean Boccaccio touched his chin and fell into deep thinking.

However, before the depraved headmaster came up with a trick, he felt something strange in the eyes of the three Ravenclaw girls.One of the smartest Welsh country girls kept blinking her eyes, and at the same time stretched out her slender fingers, pointing behind Boccaccio.

Mr. Boccaccio turned his head away in confusion, and at the next moment he almost peed in fright, a small heart almost burst out of his chest.

——Pure white wings, shining halo, holy white robe...

An "angel" from the upper realm was crossing his arms, standing behind him with an unkind expression and staring at him, as if he had watched a good show for a long time.

Oh, God!He shouldn't really report me to God!Oh, why do you feel like your thinking is going to be messed up?
So, after a moment of stupefaction, Boccaccio mechanically turned his head and put down the robe that was rolled up to his waist, and his lower body, which was originally high-spirited "little brother", drooped down in an instant... deeply After taking a deep breath of the dirty air, the poor head Slytherin was freed from this panic, put on a flattering smile, and forced himself to ask calmly: "...Dear Angel... May I ask you What orders?"

"...Don't worry! Mr. Boccaccio, I'm not here to find out that you, as the head of Slytherin House, have developed relationships with students."

Classmate Wang Qiu, who was a little irritable because he was forced to watch a low-level live erotic palace at close range, folded his arms and said coldly——because the venue was too chaotic, when he was struggling to get around a couple in public When the slutty men and women who hooked up into adultery "papapa" came to the side of Mr. Boccaccio, this guy had already swung his club into the hole, worked hard, and entered the state of complete ecstasy. Life is so intoxicated that there is no distraction.

In order to prevent this great writer from being over-stimulated in his peak state, so that his body could not recover, he died disgracefully from the wind of his horse, and ended up in the same fate as the previous barbarian Mr. Robinson (Wang Qiu and the others in "Lu Binsun Crusoe" world experience), Wang Qiu had to wait patiently for him to finish the work... However, the stamina of the lower body organs of this great writer was too good, which made Wang Qiu already a little impatient.

"...I don't care whether these women are engaged or are other people's wives, so you can rest assured. Slutty lover!"

Glancing at the Ravenclaw girls who were hurriedly packing their dresses, Wang Qiu joked with a sullen face, "...I just want to ask you something, please answer truthfully, Mr. Boccaccio. When you started this kind of depraved carnival, the three female angels, one big, two small, and three female angels who were sitting on the teacher's bench with me, as well as the holy knight Li Wei and the chubby heavenly holy beast (Doraemon), now Where did you go?"

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All in all, the news from Boccaccio's mouth made Wang Qiu, who was originally anxious, heaved a sigh of relief.

——Shortly after Wang Qiu left, the 12-year-old British Lolita Queen, Joan, was surrounded by court ladies and took her down to rest in Oxford's palace and Dean Ravenclaw's office. Ma Tong, Han Sai The three "angels" Er and Gretel also went with them.Immediately afterwards, Doraemon fainted for some reason. Everyone thought he was drunk, so Li Wei called a few people and carried him out as well.

As soon as they walked away, the Hogwarts teachers and students, who were still under great pressure and restrained, immediately broke out like wild dogs that had run loose—pushing female classmates pushing female classmates, calling prostitutes Calling prostitutes, flirting with gays, playing with teachers and students, and some people got all kinds of drugs to enhance the fun... As a result, when Wang Qiu came back from his walk, the banquet hall was full of people. Turned into this smoky look.

"...Speaking of which, I am able to have such a good time today, thanks to the [Translation Skill] you bestowed upon me! Dear Angel."

Seeing that Wang Qiu didn't seem to pursue his personal life and style, Boccaccio soon felt relieved, and began to revert to his old ways, with a playful smile, "...otherwise, these ladies from noble families in the British countryside, don't I speak Italian, I don’t even speak French, if I don’t have [Translation Skill], I really don’t know how I can get along with them and enjoy the exotic flavor that is completely different from Italian women!” He pointed to the The three Ravenclaw female students who had been with me for a while, and now their faces are still swaying, said this to Wang Qiu with a smile.

——[Translation Technique], Doraemon's racial integration weapon specially prepared by Doraemon on the [Magic Encyclopedia Dictionary], so that European feudal lords can break through the communication of skin color, nationality and language, and communicate with their newly acquired Maya. People, Indians and African black subjects communicated smoothly.However, for Boccaccio, a lecherous little pornographic writer, this is just a sharp weapon for him to seduce foreign girls-you don't need to learn foreign languages!
"...Really? I thought you could hook them up and undress them just with your eyes and gestures! Lover!" Wang Qiu glanced at him.

"...Only by eyes and gestures? Oh, God!" Boccaccio exaggeratedly raised his forehead with his hands, and sighed loudly, "...if you add a few gold coins, you only need to hook your fingers In a foreign port where you don’t understand the language, you can negotiate a deal with the prostitutes there. But if you want these lovely noble ladies to lie willingly under your body, how can you not have enough romantic poems and praises?”

"...Miss Noble?" Wang Qiu glanced at the three female students again, not showing any elegance at all, but rather rustic.

"...Yes, one is the heiress of the baron's family, and one is the countess..." Boccaccio replied briefly.

Wang Qiu suddenly realized that these were probably some "instantly successful" upstart aristocratic ladies - in today's Kingdom of England, the population has dropped by at least [-]% to [-]% due to the plague, and there is even a county in the worst place. There are only dozens of survivors left in the village.But none of the original noble titles evaporated out of thin air.Therefore, in accordance with the provisions of the law and customs, many distant relatives who were originally out of reach, inherited titles and territories inexplicably, and became noble lords from country mud legs and city punks, and they used to feed chickens all day long. The wives and daughters who served dishes and even sold themselves to earn extra money, naturally became noble ladies and noble ladies.

To some extent, this situation full of black humor can probably be called a turnaround of the people at the bottom.

In Europe at the moment, the situation in England is not a special case. The situation in other countries is similar, and some are even more exaggerated: For example, in France, a small manor owner received more than 30 inheritance and title succession documents in one day, everywhere Too busy to rush to take over real estate.In Germany, there is even a matter of the second son of a certain baron family becoming a marquis in one step-because the marquis and the more than 20 heirs in front of him have all been killed by the plague... But this lucky man's The experience is not enviable, because in the terrible turmoil caused by the great plague, the castle of the marquis has been occupied by a group of bandits and bandits, and he has to find a way to recruit troops and travel long distances to take down the castle again... …

"...Miss Countess...By the way, speaking of it, Mr. Boccaccio, you seem to be single now. As head of Slytherin, you have some status and power. Could it be that you want to marry a certain nobleman? Are the female students from different backgrounds developing a cross-border marriage?" Wang Qiu rolled his eyelids and nodded knowingly, then pointed to the limping female Ravenclaw students who were helping each other to walk away, and said casually .

"...No, no, having something pleasant to do with them has nothing to do with marrying them." Boccaccio waved his hands again and again as if he had experienced it: "...the private lives of these noble ladies are far worse than the It's even more confusing than you can imagine, Mr. Angel, they and their families are very open. If there is a certain famous person who has something to do with them, it will become a capital for them to brag in front of their friends. But if you really talk about marriage, it is not just a fun between individuals, but a big issue involving the family, interests, and camp. Those instant nouveau riche nobles are nothing, the more The real veteran aristocrats pay more attention to red tape, which makes me a headache just thinking about it!

In short, Mr. Angel, if you want, you can choose any one, even a few lovely ladies, to spend a wonderful night tonight.Don't worry about any repercussions, and no one will come to force you to marry them to heaven... In fact, if your cultivation and sowing can make them have one or two illegitimate children with furry wings, then It is a great joy! "

Boccaccio threw a few unknown pills into his mouth, and then introduced it in a friendly and enthusiastic way.But Wang Qiu was embarrassed when he heard it: Hey, Mr. Boccaccio, besides being a little pornographic writer and a great lover, do you also work as a pimp part-time?
Especially pimping an "angel" - technically speaking, it should be regarded as blasphemy, okay?
"...No, no, let's forget it, I don't like this type." Caught off guard by this, Wang Qiu had to wave his hands repeatedly to decline.

"...it's okay, come on, Lord Angel! I know you must be very picky about your taste, and you don't like too coquettish bastards. But it doesn't matter, there is a quiet lady who is as shy as a bunny over there, that's the one The Milan girl curled up on the seat with her head buried in her knees is the cutest and most pious girl in Hufflepuff house. I can guarantee that she has never been touched by a man until now, and she will never rebel against angels Lin Xing...and she is only 13 years old this year, exactly the age of a girl who would be shy when holding hands, but full of romantic fantasies..."

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Avoiding the entanglement of the women, he pushed open a small wooden door, rushed out of the banquet hall filled with heat, wine and coquettish atmosphere, and turned into a dark and cold secluded corridor, seeing that no one was there anymore. After chasing after him, Wang Qiu let out a long breath and relaxed a little.

Although he rejected Boccaccio's "good intentions" pimping at the first time, but because the voices of the two people were talking a little higher, when he was about to leave the banquet hall, there was a Several noble ladies chased after them, and boldly proposed an invitation to Wang Qiu, inviting him to spend the night together.Among them, a noble lady took Wang Qiu's hand and poked it in from her neckline, and directly pressed Wang Qiu's hand on the plump lump on her chest... But Wang Qiu really didn't want to have a romantic relationship with them. She had no choice but to flee in a very embarrassing situation.

For these aristocratic ladies, as an "angel" with magical power and supreme glory, Wang Qiu is really a very fat little piece of fresh meat in their eyes-probably reaching the level of Tang monk meat.Looking down at the plump right hand that he was touching just now, Wang Qiu shook his head mockingly, thinking that if it weren't for the looks of these noble ladies, they could only be described as mediocre, and because it was inconvenient to take a bath in winter, they would still emit a burst of sweat. The strong body odor makes people turn off their appetite when they get close. I'm afraid that he really might be a little bit overwhelmed, and they will be eaten alive by them halfway!
Anyway, with our current net worth of hundreds of millions (although it is in Japanese yen), wouldn't it be easy to find a few models to accompany us at night in the modern world?She is definitely more beautiful than most women in this era (although most of them have plastic surgery), so why miss these ancient people with strong body odor?

Wang Qiu sighed, put away the little regret hidden in his heart, and was about to go to Head Ravenclaw's office to find a companion, but he stumbled across something even more amazing——in the middle of the dimly lit corridor, a male The tabby cat is riding on another female white cat from behind, meowing and carrying out the mating movement that mammals have reproduced for thousands of years, and a fat black cat is squatting not far away, looking at it with great interest. Onlookers.

"...Damn it, hell, the humans in the next room are addicted to the wild promiscuity party, why do you little cats come to join in the fun? Could it be infected by the depraved atmosphere? Wait , now this cold season, it shouldn’t be the cat’s estrus period, right… well, but it’s hard to say, the source of these cats is very confusing, some are even transported from Minecraft to Doraemon World. Get here in the European Middle Ages, once you travel through it, the biological clock is probably messed up long ago, even if it is not impossible to come into heat early in the winter..."

Wang Qiu, whose thoughts were in a mess in the wind, rolled his eyes, and could only let out a melancholy sigh. He turned on the small flashlight on the key chain, and drove away the pussy cats. Feng Xue walked towards the Queen's Palace and the office of the head of Ravenclaw.

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In the urban area of ​​Oxford, as the residence of the Queen of England and the office of the dean of Ravenclaw, Queen Joan has her own tower, which is not far behind the banquet hall, connected by corridors and bridges.Not long after Wang Qiu left the meeting place, he came to the bottom of the tower, and then pushed open the wooden door that was concealed. At the same time, he lit the oil lamp fixed on the wall with a lighter, and prepared to walk up a narrow revolving staircase.

——At the top of the tower, there is a large luxuriously decorated room, which is the residence of Queen Joan and head of Ravenclaw at Hogwarts College.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sharp scream like an ultrasonic wave, which made Wang Qiu tremble uncontrollably.

"...Ahhhhhhhh—!"

This voice is so high-pitched and clear, as if it contains endless magical power, it can directly penetrate into anyone's spine and brain, giving people a strange tingling feeling as if the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head is being acupunctured—it really is real The magic sound pierces my ears!

"...It sounds like a woman... It doesn't sound like it's calling ♂ bed... What the hell is it doing up there?!!"

Even though Wang Qiu's determination was fairly firm, he was a little confused by the sudden sound of dolphins.

He regained his composure, took a deep breath of cold air, and started to climb up the stairs with a "dengdengdengdengdeng", but when he was about to reach the door of the room, he was blocked by an "obstacle". Wang Qiu fixed his eyes. Look, I couldn't help being even more horrified - it turned out to be Doraemon who fainted on the ground! ! !
Hey hey hey, what the hell is going on here? ! !Why is it lying here?
However, before he could exclaim in surprise, he heard a familiar voice.

"...Yo, it's Wang Qiu's brother, what's the matter? You couldn't stay in the banquet hall over there, so you hid here for refuge?"

Looking back, Wang Qiu recognized the tall and straight figure of "Paladin" Li Wei.In the dim night, he was standing at the top of the stairs, outside the door of the office, beside a spacious stone window, with a small red spot on his mouth that flickered on and off, obviously smoking.

"...So it's Brother Li Wei, I was really shocked just now, by the way, what's going on with Doraemon now?"

Wang Qiu exhaled lightly, patted his chest, and then pointed to Doraemon lying on the ground and asked, "...Why did you leave it outside the door?"

"...Oh, that, shortly after you left the table and went out, Doraemon saw a mouse walking on the floor, and was frightened fainted on the spot. I was afraid that he would have something in public It was an embarrassing performance, so I called someone to carry him here to rest."

Li Wei took the cigarette from his mouth, pointed to the office of Head Ravenclaw behind him and explained, and at the same time shrugged his shoulders with a little embarrassment, "... who knows that the door of this room is too narrow, Doraemon The diameter of that round head is too wide to fit in at all, so it can only be thrown outside the door..."

Wang Qiu looked at the door with interest, and found that it was surprisingly narrow, and even taller people had to turn sideways to get in.

At the same time, there was a faint burst of high-pitched exclamation and laughter from inside the door, mixed with the cuteness of the little girl... "...So, Ma Tong and the two twin lolis are also here? What are they doing here? They were screaming so loudly just now..."

"...Ah, they are using a projector to show horror movies to the Queen of England and her maids, saying that 'watching ghost movies in the New Year is also a tradition'..." Levi replied, "...I don't like horror movies. Not interested, just wanted to smoke a cigarette again, so I avoided the cold wind..."

In an instant, Wang Qiu didn't know what expression to put on his face when he put his heart back into his stomach...

If I keep going on like this, I'm afraid that my facial nerves will slowly die soon, and I will become a man with three facial paralysis.

After an embarrassing silence for a while, Li Wei stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, and took the lead to start the conversation again.

"... Well, speaking of it, the dishes at this dinner party are really disappointing! It really is worthy of the legendary kingdom of dark cuisine! First, there are half-baked blood sausages, and then whole crabs and lobsters stuffed into it Horror pies are simply abusing our stomachs and teeth! There are also whole birds poked on the pies, even the feathers have not been pulled out, and each of them shows the horror expression of the classic painting "The Scream", which makes people I can't eat it at all. Even the last dessert, there is nothing like the exquisite British dessert in my impression. It is just hard bread cut into small pieces, and a little honey is spread on it... Such a pastry is too sweet It’s rough, why is there no mousse cake and tisumila?”

"...Although it looks ugly, it is still a pure natural, green and pollution-free food. It may not be available in our side!"

Wang Qiu glanced at him and said jokingly, "...after entering the 21st century, the concept of healthy food has always been popular - don't you know that the official name of mousse cake is actually artificial gelatin cream cake, and tisumila should be called Is it called Italian moldy cheese?"

"...Ouch—don't talk about it, do you just like to destroy other people's beautiful fantasies! If you don't complain, you will kill the star!"

Li Wei made a disgusted expression, and at the same time threw the remaining cigarette butts out of the window, "...By the way, the banquet hall is probably in disarray now! When I carried Doraemon away By the time I was there, I saw that they had already secretly brought in the prostitute..."

"...That's right, this group of students and teachers who have no integrity are playing crazy right now, just like those American college students in the 21st century who gather to take drugs, drink alcohol, smoke marijuana, and have sex with each other Same. Boys messing with girls, teachers messing with students, everything, and even a lot of homosexuals. Except for the little queen of England who is watching a horror movie in the room here, the other three deans are participating in **** Pushing down students or being pushed down by students..." Wang Qiu sighed and shook his head with lingering fear, "...that situation is really... probably like the legendary wine pool and meat forest."

However, "Paladin" Li Wei said that he was quite calm about this, and could even understand their depravity and madness, "...No way, although they are indeed depraved and crazy, but in this horrible and tragic era, they are also It is indeed very necessary to vent the pressure, to dispel the fear in the heart through wanton publicity and drunkenness! Don't forget, in the past year, how many relatives and friends have died in one fell swoop!"

Looking up at the falling snowflakes and the dark and silent city, Li Wei couldn't help letting out a long and long sigh, "...they are using the most depraved mob to vent the fear and pain accumulated in their hearts, Looking forward to a good start to the new year!"

After hearing Li Wei's persuasion, Wang Qiu, who was still very angry, couldn't help but fell silent.He really can't understand the madness and depravity of those teachers and students, but he forgot that these people have just experienced the biggest death catastrophe in Europe for centuries, and the fear in their hearts is simply indescribable—even if it is the first tragic death in the future. During the Second World War, the flames of war raged all over Europe. The European countries fought for six years, and the population of the whole of Europe only decreased by [-]%.But in this black death, even according to historical data, at least one-third of Europeans died unfortunately.And in the current time and space changed by the traverser, due to the multiple compound plague weapons released by Doraemon, more people died... The death population in England has reached [-] in just half a year. Two-thirds of the country's population, even London, became a dead city and was forced to burn down.In Italy, the old plague did not go away, but new typhoid fever, cholera, dysentery, and flu came again, and people died batch after batch, almost endlessly.

Even now that "magic" has come into the world, the great plague that has spread all over Europe has not been completely extinguished. After swallowing densely populated and prosperous cities, it is still spreading to those remote villages with inconvenient transportation, causing more extensive deaths ... Although the previous batches of Hogwarts graduates who had mastered the "magic spells" had already been sent out, they began to save lives, heal the wounded, and save people everywhere in England, France, and Italy.But compared with the 8000 million living beings scattered throughout Europe, these limited manpower are really a drop in the ocean and cannot be saved at all.

Moreover, the seemingly invincible magical item [Dictionary of Encyclopedia of Magic] also has its maximum range of action, and its function is not enough to change the laws of matter on the entire planet.If the caster is too far away from the location of the prop, the seemingly magical spell will automatically fail.

——Fortunately, even with the most pessimistic performance index, the effective range of [Encyclopedia of Magic] covers more than half of Europe.

In addition, when the plague passed, the abandoned farms and pastures could no longer supply the cities with surplus products.In case there are some more severe natural disasters, then a catastrophe will sweep across Europe after the plague, and the resulting riots and rebellions will push everything into the abyss of collapse.

——When these Hogwarts graduates gather together this new year, enjoying feasts and fine wines, indulgent sex, throwing away all morality and decency, and wanton pleasure-seeking, outside this carnival place, But the gloomy roar of death still echoes everywhere...

Therefore, they are eager to anesthetize themselves by seeking stimulation, so as to obtain a trace of spiritual satisfaction and tranquility.

This is certainly a bit shameful and somewhat disgusting, but more of it just makes people sigh in melancholy.

"...Hey, speaking of it, brother Wang Qiu, in the past year, we have worked together to bring about great changes to the European society in the dark ages. There is salvation and destruction. There is sublime, There is also despicableness—you and I know the things behind it.”

Li Wei turned around, looked at the snow field outside the window, lit a cigarette again, and then said with a smoke ring, "... But, to be honest, all our struggles and efforts, what is the result? Is the future of the world better? Or is it worse than it was in history?"

Wang Qiu breathed out a cloud of white air, and pondered for a long time, "...Sorry, this topic is too huge, I'm afraid I can't figure it out for a while. I only know that since we used the [Encyclopedia of Magic] to construct a magical era, the Middle Ages The historical trajectory of Europe has been tossed and completely collapsed!"